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"Why"

by iantaeallen

They say all good things must come to an end,

but why?

Why can’t I hold on to the good things?

Why can’t I be happy forever?

Why must everything I’ve earned be stripped away?

I ask these questions as i cry myself to sleep.

Asking why can’t I always have the sweet moments we share?

Why can’t everything go my way?

Why must you leave?

Why do I love you?

Your walk

Your Talk

Your laugh

Your smile.

Since I can’t hold onto these things,

I will always keep the memories.

But why can’t I hold onto them?

Why…

 
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Comments (2)

Kyle's_Allegory
<p>Alan watts once said at a seminar that if we hold onto something to tightly we will smother it.&nbsp; You own those memories the only thing that can take them from you now is time. I encourage you to continue to pour your feelings out onto paper or this website.&nbsp;</p><p>Good job by the way</p>
DeMaree
<p>Very true and real</p>

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